I’m not moving. There was a point when I felt like I got up in the morning with the sound of a shot gun signaling for me to start running. And I fucking sprinted. But my movement ended abruptly… well, seemingly abruptly. It turns out, that marathon I willed into motion was simply a circle. I was a cartoon character whose legs were moving while ( Read more... )

Joe is laying across the room on his bed with this girl and they're giggling ( Read more... )

I don’t know what to do when someone’s genuinely hurting ( Read more... )

I'm so angry with myself.

Fucked up my auditions, feelin like a bitch.

And I can be pissed if I wants.

FUCK YOU
Kyle

I've had like a bagillion of those "Oh, no he didn't" moments lately. And they're really helping me get in touch with my African American self ( Read more... )

Dear Generation Rx,

thanks for the scripts and for ampheds...

because you will make it possible for me to write an 8 page paper tonight.

on a topic I know nothing about

LOVE
Kyle

I was asked by Dithu tonight, if because I wanted the Groves multiple to be "City of Angels" and because I was emotionally attached to forensics if throughout the year I would become obsessed with it. He referenced the fact that I referred to it as my multiple and even went as far to suggest that I would get anxiety from not preforming ( Read more... )

Ok so here's the thing ( Read more... )

Ok, so here’s the thing. It’s not that I don’t have confidence (because if needed I can summon up an annoyingly large amount of ego). It’s not that I don’t know my own worth (because it’s not like I’m planning on giving up just yet). And it’s definitely not that boy’s are intimidated by me (because for some reason I seem to be an inside joke to ( Read more... )

Listenin to Pink Floyd

Waitin for a call

Hopin that it comes

Wishin I had showered

Makin Babies

Fuckin peps

Bastin a Turkey

Killin me softly

Lovin naps

Wantin to take another nap

Expectin a two year old

And pretty much just:

Shittin around